AN UNKNOWN WOMAN…

I am an unknown woman ..born to live
And then to die
Forgotten as all women who lived before me
Are Forgotten …
There is no mention of the air they breathed
The love they gave
The Art they wove
The trees they loved
The children that they reared
The Poems they wrote
The bread they cooked
The Pots and Jugs they made
The books they wrote and read
The maps they learned to sail by..
There is nothing of the things
That they could easily achieve
No mention of their skills and witty tongues
Their agile minds..
The swiftness of their run...
There is only records of the men who came in war
Who carnaged them and more
And left with bloodied boot.

I am an unknown woman ..
That is what I am.

Kristine Byrne. 2010